I looked outside of my window
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There was fear in the pit of my heart
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There was desert as far as the eye could see
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Blistering, dusty, and hard
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I trusted you in desperation
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I said heaven forbid this place
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It's hotter than hell and I'm loosing my cool
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It's just not in the human race
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No, no
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(Way down low)
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Death Valley
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(A thousand miles to go)
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Ho-ooo
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(Way down low)
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Hey there Death Valley, yeah
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(A thousand miles to go)
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Ooo, what if the engine should break down
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What if the tire should blow
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What if my soul should slip off this bus
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And land in the inferno
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Tossing and tumbling onward
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Watchin' in vain for change
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A windmill, a billboard, a Joshua Tree
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A rusted old home on the range
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Yeah
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(Way down low)
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Hey, hey, Death Valley, yeah
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(A thousand miles to go)
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Death Valley
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(Way down low)
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Hey, oh, oh, oh
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(A thousand miles to go)
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Slippery sand in the back of my throat, silica in my eyes
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Pretty soon this will all be another bad dream if we make it
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To the other side
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If we make it
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If we make it
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Death Valley, yeah
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(A thousand miles to go)
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Aye-yeah Death Valley
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(Way down low)
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Death Valley
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(A thousand miles to go)
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Hey
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(A thousand miles to go)
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The human race
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No
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Hmm, none of the human race
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Uh-yeah
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I got slippery sand in the back of my throat
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Silica in my eyes
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Just another bad bad dream
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If we make it to the other side
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Death Valley
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